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R2, looks like a nice afternoon. Four letter word-five letter word… Good shooting! Dwc
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I don’t think I want to see (or smell) the inside of your quiver, Ralph. 8)
But that country sure looks like it would be a lot of fun to wander in. Thanks for taking us along!
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Cantalope is the one you miss. Dwc
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Nice pictures Ralph! But just looking at ’em makes me thirsty for a glass of water. I hope you get a little rain this year.
Our wild plumbs are in bloom right now too, but the fruit always disappears before it gets the size of a pea. I don’t see any birds eating them. Figure they just fall off.
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One of my first lessons in bowhunting “There ain’t no such thing as a chip shot” happened many moons ago as a result from a plum thicket adventure.
I was sitting on my butt in the middle of the day just enjoying the world when a small muley buck wandered into a plum thicket about 20 yards away. He was standing there chowing down and my brain goes into the “Ha, fool, you’re mine” mode and I shot right over his back. It didn’t take him long to figure there was something really bitter about those plums and he bugged out quick.
Me, duh!!!!!!!!
Never think about the shot, just think about the spot [u]you’re gonna hit[u]. Works better.
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R2 wrote:
Never think about the shot, just think about the spot [u]you’re gonna hit[u]. Works better.
Ain’t that the truth. When I let me brain get in the way of my shooting, everything falls apart. Look at what I want to hit, push the bow straight it, get ahold of that grip, don’t over-analyze it, and it all comes back together.
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